Safe as houses

Safe as houses

30x22"/ 76.2x55.8cm

Mixed media 

640gsm smooth fabriano artistico paper

Megan Chapman 2023

Hello, Dear Readers, Skimmers, Browsers, Lurkers and Clickers - 

This person (above) showed up on Monday. I was feeling the deep need to give some time and attention to something creative and expressive, so this is what came of that. I was surprised by the stir she caused over on my FB Art Page. I am always surprised by the portraits. Maybe we all are. Can you believe it was around this time last year that I had my exhibition, Declarations, Divinations, and Whispers? 

You can see all of those portraits again HERE.

And of course, my special sale continues to help out Bikes for Refugees. There are plenty of affordable original pieces of my art on offer with 40% being donated to help them rebuild after a recent break-in. Thanks to my patrons who have supported me, and Bikes for Refugees so far by shopping my sale. You can also donate to them directly and skip the art. 

Go have another look!

I don't know about you, but I am feeling kind of worn out and blue as the nights are drawing in and news of the world is decidedly grim. I plan to make myself some hot chocolate, curl up under the duvet, and rest. Sending love and care out into the world. I hope you can come up with a soothing plan for yourself. 

Thank you for being here. The world needs you and the gifts you bring. Please believe that. 

We are symbiotic

I need to write a proper long blog. Not for you but for me. I need to sit still and listen inward and reflect. I have been feeling a bit stuck in that department. I have been busy using the other parts of my brain. That has been fine but it's time for a recalibration. 

If I find the right song, the right pathway in - I just need that jumping-off point. 

Typically, I would write about the Abstractionistas exhibition as well as the recent exhibition at the Granton Hub. I just don't feel able to right now. I am thankful for both and I had some good conversations and experiences but I am not quite able to put them into words. 

I am at a crossroads. July is coming to a close (already!?!) - these months, these years, come to a close so fast. 

It was a 4 migraine month, a 2 dentist appointment month, a 2 exhibition month, my 2nd vaccination month and a hell of a lot of bus rides month. So I think I understand why I can't write about much of it yet. So much outward energy expended when I have been living inside for a good while now. 

It also feels like it has been a long while since I have made anything much on the art front. I did happen to record 2 songs this month (more on that one day or never). Part of me thinks I should just get up from my desk and this machine and drag a piece of charcoal down a piece of paper. Just to move... 

I also know that when I decide to move (and I will) that it will pour out of me. So, there is no reason to be concerned. I am working when I am resting and years of working back me up. But, I am curious like a cat about what will come forth. That's the exciting part. I have a relationship with my art - we are symbiotic.

You are part of it. Thank you.